harry potter book of crimes

It's too late!

After several days of continuous tracking and investigation, Maka followed the remnants of the magic thread and eliminated many sources of misfortune. Along the way, he also found many Muggles who were plagued by misfortune.

However, since the thread of doom would only get Muggles into trivial troubles, Maka had already focused her main attention on those who actually died in accidents.

Unfortunately, after so many pursuits, he discovered that those missing people were often found by bad luck after someone around them died.

Even if he deliberately followed the magic threads several times to observe the timing of their contact with Muggles, he could only see one or two bodies that were still warm at most.

In other words, no matter how hard he tried, those traces of bad luck could not help him capture the moment when the Muggle deceased died.

After all, he would always be one step late.

"Are there no clues about this person?"

In a Muggle fast food restaurant, Maka was squatting inside the counter, carefully examining a waitress whose life was taken away by a customer. And just outside the counter, Sirius had just cast the Forgetting Curse and the Expelling Curse.

Guashu withdrew his wand and asked without looking back.

Because he knew that Maka would probably not find anything from the corpse this time.

Sure enough, Maka quickly stood up and nodded slightly.

"We can't go on like this...the number of dead Muggles is still increasing, and we have to find a way out as soon as possible." He frowned and said, "Even if we don't have a clue, at least we have to control this momentum first, otherwise we will be in trouble.

I'm afraid it will cause further panic here."

When Sirius heard this, he couldn't help but think about it:

"What about the 'source of misfortune' you mentioned? Just put it aside for now?"

Since the spread of bad luck will not directly lead to death, there is no need to rush to clean it up... However, Maka never dared to slack off on it.

"No one knows whether it is just an illusion at the moment. After paralyzing our attention, it will lead to a worse situation..." He shook his head and said, "And, except for me, you are temporarily

I haven’t been able to sense the remnants of those magical powers yet.”

"Then what should we do?" Sirius also frowned, "How about... I go find as many people as possible and use the number of people to make up for the lack of clues?"

"The efficiency won't be improved much. No matter how many people we recruit, we can't keep an eye on tens of thousands of citizens inside and outside London. Besides,"

Halfway through, Maka thought about it secretly and finally nodded.

"Forget it, you're right. Nowadays, even stupid solutions are solutions... Just stop looking for me. I'll let my little guys go for a walk!"

Maka has always regarded the alienated Acromantula group as a numerical advantage, and he would send the little spiders to disperse every time he needed manpower.

For example, in Haifa, spiders of all sizes even occupied the entire city for a time.

However, now he is in London, and the area alone is enough to be equivalent to more than 20 Haifa cities!

In addition, it is obviously impossible for him to restore the little ones to their normal size this time. As a result, the effect they can produce will naturally be even smaller.

"...Little guys, go observe the Muggles in the city! If you find any signs of dark magic, come back and tell me immediately...Go!"

While Maka released a large number of spiders, she also gave them a short-term invisibility effect. As long as they all dispersed, there was no risk that the Muggles would notice anything strange.

At the end, Maka still muttered:

"I'm afraid this is better than nothing."

…

Just as Maka expected, he still didn't get any valuable clues for another whole afternoon after releasing the spider.

Seeing that it was already dusk and it would soon be dark again, Maka couldn't help but feel a little bored.

During today's day alone, there were more than twenty unrelated murder cases on the desk of Scotland Yard's task force leader. In fact, the actual new cases tracked by Maca were even higher than this number.

More.

In the eastern suburbs of London, Maka was walking quickly by a park. He had been chasing the new trace of magic in front of him for nearly half an hour. According to the experience of the past few days, there should be another "source of misfortune".

He was almost found.

But at this moment, he suddenly stopped moving forward, turned his head and looked into the sky.

"what is that?"

Probably because the thing floating in the sky was too high, and the sky above London was covered with clouds as usual, so he could neither rely on magic perception nor use his eyes to distinguish what it was.

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If it weren't for the fact that it was evening and the red sunset filled most of the western sky, he wouldn't have noticed anything even if he kept staring there.

And even at this moment, he only accidentally noticed that faint gray shadow.

But even so, Maka, who is currently lacking clues, cannot let go of this slight possibility.

But he saw that without saying a word, he just put aside the residual magic power that he had been tracking for nearly half an hour, put on the Disguise Charm, stepped on the magic book, and suddenly rushed straight to the sky.

Observation on the ground often leads to biased judgments about things flying at high altitudes. When Maka caught up to a closer location, he realized that the speed of the gray shadow was much faster than he expected.

Fortunately, his speed is never slow.

I saw Maka suddenly squatting down in mid-air, holding the magic book in one hand, and swiping back with the other hand. Suddenly, he burst out like a cannonball that had just been discharged.

Amazing speed.

Closer, closer...

In just a few minutes, he chased the gray shadow across more than ten miles of suburban areas, until he followed it over a wide lawn.

But just when he was about to see clearly what the gray shadow was, a large group of various creatures made of flames came towards him from the side, and for a while the scorching air waves forced him to stop.

The momentum of rushing.

"Hula"

A cold current containing cooling rules appeared around Maka, carrying a large number of ice crystals formed by condensation of high-altitude water vapor, and washed away towards the flame creatures.

Accompanied by a roar and explosion of heat and cold, the spreading air flow made Maca's robes rustle.

"Helpo, you finally showed up..."

He stood up from the magic book, with a staff in his right hand. Seeing him standing high in the sky facing the wind, an extraordinary aura suddenly spread out intentionally or unintentionally.

"Don't you know I've been looking for you for several days?"

Although he couldn't immediately find where Haierbo was, he could sense the general direction. And since he couldn't sense the exact location of the other party at the moment, it meant that the old guy was still quite some distance away from him.

distance.

"How many days have you been looking for me? Maybe...but I think now is not a good time to meet...don't you think?"

Haierbo did not appear, only his words echoed softly under the sky. Even though the wind was strong in the sky, it did not prevent what he said from being accurately conveyed to Maka's ears, every word.

Extremely clear.

Maka looked at the direction where Haierbo was vaguely located, and twitched the corner of her mouth expressionlessly.

Even though there were large groups of flame creatures circling and flying in the air around him at this time, almost completely surrounding him, he remained unmoved.

"Of course I don't think so," he said coldly, "To be honest, don't mention the 'time to meet'... In fact, I don't want to see you at all, let alone care about what you are doing."

"But, who makes you have bad intentions behind your back all day long? Do you have to do something to make yourself happy?"

"Oh, it turns out that as long as I stay calm and do nothing, you won't come against me?" Haierbo's voice sounded again, "Although my original intention is not to always have trouble with you.

Fighting on the ground. Unfortunately, this may not be what you and I want..."

"What's the meaning?"

This was the first time Maka heard a clear intention to avoid war from Haierbo, and he immediately started asking questions.

But when Maka asked this question, Haierbo immediately said:

"It doesn't make sense...Only those who understand will understand. If you don't understand, I don't seem to have any reason to tell you it. It doesn't do me any good!"

At this point, he seemed to not want to continue talking to Maka. And in the next second, Maka noticed that the flame creatures around him suddenly turned around and accelerated, charging straight towards him.

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This scene is not the first time Maka has encountered it. I think that on the day when Haierbo just escaped from the Bewitched Monument, he planned to use this move as the finishing touch to eliminate Maka in one fell swoop.

And now, after changing bodies again and again, Haierbo is finally able to control such a large number of flame creatures in battle at the same time.

In an instant, Maka felt the pressure around her body increase sharply.

It can be clearly felt that the flames that transformed into various creatures are not ordinary fires, they are also products supported by the power of first-level rules.

Compared with Maka's cooling rules, Haierbo's magic is obviously higher in terms of skill.

"Bang!"

Maka raised her staff at that time and controlled the huge amount of cold current to form a majestic hurricane of ice crystals, barely resisting the attack of the flame creatures.

However, being on the defensive is not a long-term solution.

But in the next moment, Maka suddenly felt a turbulent flow of magic power suddenly appear behind him, causing him to turn around.

"Who!" (To be continued)